chains Freedom calls Our time is coming This land is ours The mental slavery Of all mankind Will soon be over We have to try Reach out for freedom We
man of high renown His name it came as hunter Childe. Every day he chased heath and waste On a moor so black and wild. The wind blew in and that hunter
, gonna flow to sea Cause I'd rather leave here knowing That I made a fool of love before it made a fool of me Chorus: Low down freedom, you've done
Traduzione: Hunter. Libertà.
Traduzione: Ian Hunter. Lowdown Libertà.
chains Freedom calls Our time is coming This land is ours The mental slavery Of all mankind Will soon be over We have to try Reach out for freedom We'
: I close my eyes Look deep inside All what I see It's neverending lies YOU! You made me feel so grown And late throw down my crown So now my youth is
hell again I'm the Hunted Child I'm the Hunted Child I'm the Hunted Child The Hunted Child I'm the Hunted Child I'm the Hunted Child
So you left me on my own To complete the mission Now i'm leaving it all behind I'm going hunting I'm the hunter I'm the hunter I'm the hunter You just
fifty-fo' under the hood Several stages of lifespan, damned if I would be a dope when it's not a laughin matter Modern contemporary man still hunt and
delusions The real mistery of my mind Struggle with aggression The shadows of freedom Loaded obsession My battle of weakness Lays down dispirited Excuses of solitude Hunt
me your life So I look forward to my exit I used to be a punk-kid Used to wanna run, with Dudes dat wanna hunt that Turned our ones into hundreds Used
of your eyes! RAOUL ..at the level of your eyes... MOB Your hand at the level of your eyes! MOB Track down this murderer - He must be found! Hunt
I am a lone wolf A beauty and a beast Both hunter and hunted Soft tounge and sharp teeth As I drink from storm puddles Help me figure this out Help
["incarcerated in an age old asylum , his cell runs rampant with menacing little creatures who flaunt their freedom by roaming so freely. powerless to
["Incarcerated in an age old asylum , his cell runs rampant with menacing little creatures who flaunt their freedom by roaming so freely. Powerless to
[Lips, Reiner, Allison, Dickson] A shot in the dark On a New York night The dream of the hunter And the doomed man's fright [Chorus] Rock Roar In